Hot and Steamy

I heard the door open then close. His familiar voice called out for me. I heard something in his voice - an urgency.
I ran down the stairs, fearing some emergency, some injury.

He is a commercial fisherman. He goes out to sea for days at a time. He's not mine. The sea holds him in her cold embrace.

I pause at the bottom of the stairs to look him over - tall with muscles from thousands of reps at sea with nets and traps - hard and weathered face - bright blue eyes dancing with amusement. Ahh! Those eyes have betrayed him! Those eyes tell me there is no injury, no danger. I smile and step closer holding out my hands to him.

He smiles and backs away with a devilish curl to his lip that tells me more than words every could. He whispers,"I have a present for you." I step closer and he steps back - the dance has started. He starts to take it out. I am running through a checklist in my head - shower check, teeth check, clean sheets check - then my eyes see my present.

"OMG! It is so big. I've never seen one so big! I have no idea what to do with THAT!"

He smiles,"Don't worry. I'll show you what to do. I think you are going to enjoy this."

We laugh together as I reach out to touch it. It moves for me and we both laugh. We share a special knowing smile and begin.

Much later, when the wine is gone and we are totally satisfied, I watch him licking his fingers and I ask him...

"What do you want to do with the left-overs from this 6 lb beast? Lobster bisque, lobster rolls, lobster quiche, I know ... LOBSTER MAC'N CHEESE?"

The lobster fills the frig drawer...


MFP Before and After shot...


I like comparing things to bananas to get a sense for size...LOL